"Damn, who are these people?" the little scimitar wailed, wanting to cry without tears, feeling that none of the people around him at this moment were normal, all of them were 'demons'.

But fortunately, Xuantian seemed to understand this guy's heart, and took out a few centuries-old elixir as a condolence gift.

The little scimitar glanced at Xuantian, unceremoniously accepted a few centuries-old elixirs, and carved them a few times in the air, as if to say, you kid still have a conscience.

"Old man, what are you going to do when you get to this world?" asked the white turtle, looking at the old man of the God of War Palace.

"Back then, I worked hard to cultivate and elevate my cultivation to a higher level. The old man responded, looking at Xuantian and asking him about his next steps.

"Since I've just arrived in this third day, I'm going to find a city first, enter and learn about it. Xuantian responded, speaking his mind.

Soon, the white turtle and the little scimitar also nodded, and along the way, only loneliness and loneliness were accompanied, and they also wanted to find a place with more people to have a good time.

Especially the white tortoise, this guy likes to join in the fun, and he can't wait to find a city to play in immediately.

"Okay, that's it, let's find a city to enter first. Xuantian said, and then handed over this task to the bad old man.

The old man nodded, and then his gaze was like a sword, and he shot into the sky at once, observing the land of thousands of miles nearby.

"To the northwest, six million miles away, there is a small city, which is suitable for us to understand the customs of this world in the past. "Soon, he had results.

"Alright, let's go over there. The white turtle was excited, and then ordered, let the old man tear the space over.

"Fart, six million miles away, how much divine power does it cost me?" the old man cursed, giving the white turtle a 'burst chestnut'.

"It's a big deal to make it up to you, what God has is capital. The white turtle hugged his head and expressed his indignation.

"That's what you said. With the words of the white turtle, the old man made a move, tore the space with his divine power, and fixed the target near the city.

"The seniors have good skills, and they directly cross a million miles of land. Xuantian admired, this is the real monk, tearing the space to come and go freely.

"Nothing, you can in the future. The old man shook his head, and then urged: "Hurry up, the old man is very tired to maintain such a crack, and it takes too much divine power." ”

However, as soon as the words fell, his face changed drastically, and his hands were hurriedly retracted, giving up the spatial crack in front of him.

"What's wrong, is there something wrong?" Xuantian asked, seeing that something was wrong with the old man.

"Damn, someone actually tore through the space and intercepted my space tunnel halfway, it's just looking for death. The old ** of the God of War Palace was angry, and the three scorched hairs on his head were as straight as pins, and his momentum gushed out like a flood.

"Boom!"

Nearly a hundred mountains nearby were all moved to the ground at this moment, and they couldn't withstand such a terrifying momentum.

"Help! It's so horrible. The little scimitar screamed, frightened by the old man's movements.

"Go, tear the space, kill it. The white turtle shouted, understanding the old man's mood.

In this world, tearing space apart is no child's play. If a living creature is in the spatial rift and is intervened by another spatial force, it is very likely to fall into a place of no return.

Generally speaking, no living being would do this, as it would offend the One who had torn the space in the first place.

However, the old man encountered such a thing today, and you can imagine how angry he was in his heart.

"Boom!"

Without any words, the old man directly tore through the space, opened up another place, and then stepped in.

Xuantian and the White Turtle followed closely behind, and they all walked into the spatial crack.

Traveling through space, they came to another place.

This is a valley, full of rocks, deserted, and a yellow patch as far as the eye can see, full of some gravel, giving people a feeling of 'silence'.

If you want to talk about vitality, there are also here, but the few are pitiful, just a few small saplings growing in the cracks of the rocks, which is very unimpressive.

"This place where birds don't poop. The white turtle commented.

As soon as the old man arrived, he walked towards a stone wall in the valley.

Because on the stone wall, there is a pitch-black hole, which is not small in size, and can accommodate dozens of big men to enter at the same time.

The old man didn't stop until he reached the entrance of the cave, and his two eyes were as sharp as swords, shooting into the black hole, staring quietly.

The next moment, the old man's strong strength was undoubtedly reflected. As he watched, the stone wall began to crack, finally splitting in two, pouring out on both sides like seawater.

Turning decay into magic and killing people with your eyes is probably this kind of realm.

"Who dares to spread wild in the territory of the deity, it is simply looking for death. In the midst of the loud cheers, a colorful egg flew out, one foot wide, and a humanoid figure could be dimly seen inside.

"Just now, you were harassing me and tearing up the space!" the old man asked, his eyes converging with murderous aura, as if a sharp sword was flying.

"That's right, it's the deity, aren't you a little human dissatisfied?" said an arrogant voice from the dome. This time I heard it well, as if there was an old guy hiding inside, and the smell of old age in his voice was revealed.

"A thing in the realm of a half-emperor dares to scold at me, who gave you the courage. The old man of the God of War Palace laughed angrily, and used his magical powers on the spot, releasing the glow of the sun, and imprisoning the colored eggs.

"Inferior race, don't you know your sins? Let go of me is your only choice. Inside the big egg, the rampant voice reappeared.

"What is it? The old man has lived for thousands of years, but I want to see what you are. The old man of the God of War Palace took a step forward and came to the front of the big egg, his hands stretched out like sharp claws.

"Whoa!"

In the crackling sound, the big egg was torn open alive, and a lot of light was revealed, and finally a pitch-black figure was revealed inside.

This is a strange race, with a body similar to that of the human race, with silver-white hair and a shawl, and an old man's face, but a pair of thin wings growing on the back, which are more than three meters long, which is very strange.

At this moment, this strange man was imprisoned by the bad old man and could not move.

"What? It's the Bat-Man among the traitors of the Hundred Races. The white tortoise exclaimed, knowing this race.

"It's good to know. In short, I only have one word of advice, obediently put me down, otherwise I dare not guarantee the future of the human race. The old man of the Batman Clan spoke, although he was in danger, he was not flustered.

"Mole ants. The old man of the God of War Palace just spit out two words, and he smashed the head of the old man of the Batman Clan, and at the same time crushed the soul of this guy, not giving him the slightest chance to resist.

"The killing is decisive, and the old thing is really ruthless. The white turtle admired, feeling that this was the ancestor style of a great sect. However, it was responded to by a burst of chestnut.

"In this world, the strong are respected, and I have never seen such a short-sighted one. The old man of the God of War Palace snorted, killing a master of the Half-Emperor Realm was as simple as crushing an ant to death in his eyes.

Between the 'emperor' and the half-emperor, although there is only one word difference, in terms of strength, there is a world of difference.

The half-emperor is just a pseudo-emperor, and he has not yet comprehended the mystery of the realm of 'emperor', so he is vulnerable in front of the emperor.

"However, why are there ancient traitors of the Hundred Clans here!" The little scimitar was puzzled.

"In the past, the Third Heaven was the main battlefield of civil strife in ancient times. Later, although the traitors of the Hundred Clans were defeated, the surviving clansmen took root in this world and continued to survive. The white turtle explained, knowing these pasts.

"I see, no wonder I saw the traitors of the Hundred Clans as soon as I came in, it turned out that this 'sky' was their lair. The scimitar muttered. It didn't belong to this world in the first place, so it didn't know about these things.

"It's a secret. But as I said earlier, he seems to be about to destroy the Terrans. Xuantian glared and listened to this sentence very effectively.

"It's just an ant, scaring us. The old man of the God of War Palace glanced at him with disdain.

Even, he was still angry and kicked the corpse of the old man of the Batman Clan a few times.

"Don't kick, this thing works for me. Xuantian stopped, and then took out a blood-red seedling.

"Blood drops...... "The little scimitar exclaimed, startled.

Even the old man of the God of War Palace showed a different color, looking at the seedling in Xuantian's hand in surprise.

This thing is a monster, and it is called 'life taboo' by the monks, so it is very famous. It's just that the vast majority of people have only heard of it, and have never seen the real 'blood droplets'.

After all, this is a product of antiquity, and it is rarely seen in today's era.

"Good guy, you still have the things of the year. The white turtle exclaimed, looking at the blood droplets in Xuantian's hand, it was it that discovered this thing with Xuantian back then.

"Of course, as long as I feel that it will help in the fight, I will collect it. Xuantian said, placing the blood droplets on the body of the old man of the Batman Clan.

"Phew!"

As soon as the blood droplets touch the body, they take root and begin to suck the inner blood essence to strengthen their bodies.

It's just a matter of minutes. The flesh of a strong man in the realm of a half-emperor was sucked into only an empty shell, shriveled and shriveled, like a dried corpse.

"Ancient monsters, the power is really amazing. The old man of the God of War Palace was amazed, and his heart was full of envy.

Of course, he also knew that if such monsters were taken out from a crowded place, they might cause public anger and attack them.

In the eyes of ordinary people, only 'demons' would use this kind of thing.

Xuantian also knew this very well, so he rarely took out the blood droplets. Now, after seeing that the blood droplets were absorbed, they immediately put them away, without the slightest indiscretion.

This time, the interference of the old man of the Bat Man Clan was only a small episode, and it did not have much impact on the group, and they continued to tear through the space and go to the city where the crowd gathered.

"Whoa!"

Between the mountains, a fiery red spatial crack silently tore through the air. Xuantian and the others walked out of it.

"Biyun City. Xuantian said, looking at a big city ten miles away, only to see the word 'Biyun' written on the plaque at the gate of the city.

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